Looking for a job to enjoy

need a job on cardboard
Photo: WP Free Photos

Do you enjoy your job?

Daily Prompt

The question is IF I had a job to enjoy. I had a few boring jobs when I was younger. It was when I didn’t know what I wanted to do. The jobs were boring, and they felt forced. They were internships where you get 9 euros per day, plus unemployment benefits. At least I had something to do. You would think you didn’t need to apply for so-called boring jobs when you know what kind of job you’re looking for. I never wanted a job everyone else had, so I have studied creative things. I want to work in design. No matter how many degrees you have, it doesn’t mean you get a job. I don’t look like a satyr, but I guess employers don’t like my face. They don’t look at your education; they look at your work experiences. When seeing mine, they probably think there is something wrong with me. There must be since I don’t even get internships in the field. How can you get job experience when no one gives you a chance.

I applied for a part-time job last week, and they said they would contact me this week. It’s Friday now, and nothing has happened. Waiting is the hardest part. I hope they haven’t forgotten. It’s a job where you use social media. It would start in August/September. Some employers don’t reply at all, so at least I got something. The job would be a wage subsidy place, so I would get an actual salary. About 3 years ago, I was in one as a media assistant. It was a job I liked, and my workmates were great. It was for 11 months, but I was also laid off for a while because of covid. Even if I liked the job, I wouldn’t want to go again. It’s like returning to the crime scene; I want to move on.

If I had a job, it would be something creative. It should be flexible and maybe have some travelling in it. Remote jobs would be good. I hate getting up early, so working at home would be nice. I want a position where I feel I belong. The working world is fake; you need to be something you’re not. It’s a lie that you should be yourself. You’re not allowed for real, especially in job interviews. It’s a shame job search has become so complicated. You must be like a brand if you’re looking for a job. It’s not enough to know how to do a job; you also need to be a social butterfly. Social isn’t the same as being talkative. When I was an intern at a local newspaper as a photographer, the final report said I wasn’t social enough. I only got two weeks there, so how would they know. I enjoyed being the photographer because I didn’t need to sit in an office all day. That’s the kind of job I want to do, versatile.

It seems becoming an entrepreneur is being fake too. You see them showing their faces like it’s the only way to find clients. If you don’t want to show your face, use your voice. What if you look awful in photos and you don’t like your voice? Should you forget entrepreneurship? That’s the image social media marketing people give. Either way, a brand seems to be the only way to get anything today. And that’s a shame.

Bugbear of today

elephant toy at a window
Nori watching the rain. Photo: Mine

Bugbear is both a cute and funny word. It’s a bear that is bugging something. In this case, it’s an elephant that my dad won at a funfair. There are two things that bug me, and those are as follows.

Job search

I had to go to an event where different companies were introducing themselves. I think these events are unnecessary because they don’t have the line of work you’re looking for. Some unemployed don’t need to go, which is a bit unfair. But I went, and I didn’t get into trouble.

And another bugbear is.

Strikes

I’m going to Tampere to see Robbie Williams in concert on Sunday. Then next week to Helsinki. But now there are strike threats for buses and trains. It’s selfish to have strikes because many people will suffer from them. Everybody doesn’t have a car. Even if they do, the parking isn’t cheap. The bus strike can start tomorrow and end on Friday next week. I have both train and bus tickets. If the strikes will come, the only solution is to drive there. I have never driven alone and long distances. I hope those strikes won’t come. It’s so much easier to travel by public transport. Especially when you need to travel early in the morning. I hope at least one of the transports won’t go on strike. If both go, there will be trouble. Let’s hope and pray it will be solved soon.

Between optimist and pessimist

optimist pessimist made up arrow on road
Made in Canva

After a month, I’m back doing the Rag Tag Daily Prompt. I did Bloganuary, so I concentrated on those subjects. I’m an optimist that you have read this blog during that time. If you found this blog through Bloganuary, then welcome.

If someone asked what I am the most, an optimist or a pessimist. I would answer it depends on the day and what it’s about. I don’t know if there is a word describing how I think about things. I make decisions through my feelings, and if it doesn’t feel right, I don’t do it. I probably think with my gut and my head, but also what I feel in my heart. I’m a dreamer but also realistic. Some days I feel optimistic, but then there are days I feel hopeless. I try to think positively, but then negative thoughts enter my mind. I have never wanted to be like everyone else. I believe in myself. My mother said I can do anything I put my mind to. I was lucky when it came to my parents. They let me make my own decisions. They didn’t expect me to get A’s in school exams. I did my best; if I failed, it wasn’t the end of the world. In the end, grades don’t get you a job. No one will remember how much you got on that final exam or any other test.

What I’m not very optimistic about is getting a job. My mother was always worried I wouldn’t find any. She knew how it was to be unemployed, but I’m in a different situation than she was. I don’t have a family to support, for example. I also have other options if I don’t get any. I’m optimistic about finding something one day. I haven’t given up hope. Right now, I want to concentrate on my filmmaking studies. Maybe I will find something else to do besides that.